We’re just ships passing in the night,switching shifts and swapping texts that contain shopping lists and after school commitments.

The hours we once spent dancing and making loveare split between too littlesleep and too many hoursat work.

We spend more time maintaining a household budget and delegatingchores than the vows we made once upon a time.

We may not fall madlyinto each other’s arms like we did in our twentiesbut when we both fallexhausted into bedI’m glad that you’re my partner. You’re a pretty hot co-worker .

It’s been a long time since I’ve dressed to impress and you stopped pullingall the stops a long time ago.But, when you are elbows deep in dirty dishesor filthy from pulling weeds,you are without a doubt the sexiest man I know.

When you take the kids to the park on a Saturday afternoon while I sleep in total silence, I know you’re the one.

When you get the kids to bathed and in bed before bedtime,you are utterly irresistible.

Like any other woman, I’d enjoy going out all nightsipping wine and savoring a filet mignonbut you know what’s even hotter?Bills paid on time.

Katie Rendon Kahn lives on the Gulf Coast of Florida, where she chases adventure and poetry prompts with her children. Her poems have appeared in Blackwater Review, Broken Publications, Diverse Voices Quarterly, The Barefoot Review, Rising Phoenix Press, Poetry Breakfast, The Panhandle Focus, and various blogs. Kahn won the Blackwater Review’s Editor’s Prize in 2012 and 2014. She and her 11-year-old daughter have written a children's book series called, World Adventures, focusing on the acceptance of other cultures. Kahn also self-published her first poetry collection titled, “Phantom Limbs,” in 2014.

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